Le Fleur de la Vie. by Natalia

Mask

DDN 2018 - February (Thursday, Feb 1st)

Prompt: Mask

Words: 100

Sesshoumaru put his cold mask on and pretended to be neutral when he asked her:

“What about your mate?” Kagome flinched at the word. “Is he aware you are leaving?”

“We are no mates...” she whispered sadly. “And no, he is not aware, but only because I couldn’t tell him,” she continued, clenching her trembling fist. “He left...he ran away, telling Miroku he has some business.” she laughed nervously wiping a tear from the corner of her eye. “Strangely the business is in the East, where Kikyo’s second grave is situated.”

A few heart-broken sobs escaped from her raw throat.